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[ When Eggsy starts up the video broadcast, he's standing in an outdoor area of the Station, in front of one of its restaurants. He'd come close to his place during his scouting mission last month, but he hadn't had time to investigate back then. It sounds like they've got some hell coming their way, but there's not much they can do before those mechanical creations appear except for prepare.

Right now, he's planning to kill two birds with one stone. ]

So what's with this place? It's like a tiny slice of home.

[ Despite the modern surroundings, Eggsy's puca is milling around in the background, a dark and nasty creature that he somehow managed to tame -- sort of. ]

Are we allowed to stay here? Then again, might not be the best idea. There's been some earthquakes... I think.

[ They don't get them in London, so he's not that familiar with what they feel like, but still. The ground shaking for a few seconds without any warning... what else could it be?

He draws a hand over his mouth as he runs through his mental list of what else he wanted to ask. ]

Oh, also. Battle's comin' up, I need a teacher for sword fighting and magic and archery. I know there's loads of different kinds of magic, but if you wanna tell me what you specialize in, it might help me figure out where to start.

[ This whole thing is kind of awkward, talking to no one and everyone at the same time, so he finishes off abruptly. ]

Think that's it. Thanks in advance. Cheers.

[ Once he's done with that, Eggsy pockets his locket and starts to explore the rest of the Station, so he's primed to run into anyone who might call it home -- or anyone who's there for a visit. ]

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[ He catches her interest for two reasons: his accent could almost be a bastardized version of her own, and the puca in the background. They are dangerous beasts, and none who aren't worthy may ride them. ]

I use no magic and know little of its subtleties, but a puca is a formidable friend indeed. [ She smiles, curious. ] Does he resist your commands still, or does he now largely obey?

[ Her own backdrop is one of the mountains, and a layer of heat refraction shimmers at the edges. It doesn't seem to trouble her, nor does the vast dark shadow that passes from some height overhead, swallowing her for a moment. ]

[ The first thing that Eggsy notices about this girl is her hair. It's a silver color that doesn't look natural, yet his guess is that she isn't going through the trouble to try and keep it dyed here. Which means she's probably from somewhere not Earth. Her language and way of speech is another clue. ]

I've flown him around a few places, but it's still a bit of tug and war.

[ Maybe the puca will come to trust him over time, but so far it's been a grudging respect and that's about it.

Eggsy notices the mountains, the heat that looks unbearable, the shadow. ] Where are you?

As it should be. You may find that the truest allies are not so easily won. [ She fears riding Drogon will be much the same, when he is grown. ] If he is ill-tempered with you, he will never assent to being ridden by another.

[ The question raises her eyebrows. Ah. He must have seen the shadow. ]

I am hunting with my children by the second spire. I have no need of it for myself, but the kitchens of Caer Scima are no place for a dragon.

[ While she may have a fancy way of saying it, she's probably right. If it took that much work just to get the puca to let him ride it around, then it isn't going to accept just anyone who tries to do the same thing. They're bound together in one way or another.

Hunting with her children. That sounds bizarre, to say the least, but as she clarifies Eggsy's eyes grow as large as dinner plates. ]

Are you telling me that you got dragons for kids?

[ How does that even work? Does he care? Either way, it's fucking awesome. ]

I am. [ Born of her need and her faith. His excitement provokes another smile, one that is neither politely expectant nor otherwise inviting. No, it is pride. ] The ages turned their eggs to dust and stone, but I awakened them. [ Fondly: ] They are my children in all but flesh.

[ It would almost be cruel not to show him one of them now, and so she will indulge him. Her dragons are meant to be admired. ]

You may see one of them, if that is your pleasure. [ She knows it is. ] But first, I would have your name.

Edited (lol grammar) 2015-09-18 07:40 (UTC)

[ So they're her children in a sense, but she didn't actually birth them or anything like that. That would have just been odd, though not outside the realm of possibility in a world like this.

Still, the point is that she has dragons which are hers in some sense, and she's even willing to let him see one. Eggsy's not about to refuse. If she wants to show off, then he'll take full advantage of that. ]

My name's Eggsy. And of course I wanna see one. Though, err, should ask your name too. [ It would be rude to make it seem like all he cared about were the dragons... ]

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